I went hunting last weekend in Botswana with some friends. I managed to get a big wildebeest and this nice impala ram.

I am having him made into salami. Should be tasty.

Kgaswana Mountain Reserve

I took the kids camping over the weekend of January 8th at the Kgaswane Mountain Reserve, about an hour and a half drive from our house. We had a very nice time despite a bit of bad weather. We went on a hike in the mountains and saw Eland, zebra and impala. We even had a dip in a beautiful mountain stream. The park also has some amazing quartzite rock formations.

The Coco de Mer

The Seychelles is home to the largest seed in the world.

It's called the Coco de Mer. In the picture Dillon is holding the fruit of the male tree, and Shea holds the fruit of the female. As you can imagine the distinct shapes of these fruit have been the source of more than a few stories. In the Seychelles the are referred to as the "Love Nut". Thankfully the one Shea is holding is hollow because the female seed can weigh as much a 30 kilos.

They only grow naturally on two small islands in the Seychelles. On the island of Praslin the Vallee de Mai, which is a small national forest of Coco de Mer trees, is now a UNESCO World Heritage site.

Christmas in the Seychelles

We took a 10 day trip to the Seychelles over Christmas. The Seychelles is a small country consisting of a few small islands in the Indian ocean north of Madagascar.
What an incredibly beautiful place. We took the kids fishing, snorkeling and island hopping, but for the most part they just enjoyed playing in the warm ocean waves.
Santa even managed to find us on Christmas.

Pretoria South Africa, our new home

Shortly after Dillon was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes, we were told that due to his medical condition we would no longer be able to stay in Botswana. The State Departments regional doctor felt that the health care in Botswana is not adequate enough to deal with Dillon if a problem arose. We were being medically curtailed. This means that Dillon would not be allowed to go back to Botswana for any extended period of time and Cassandra would need to find a new position in another Embassy in a country with good medical care, or we would have to go back to the US.
It was through pure fortune and chance that a position opened up in the HR department at US Embassy Pretoria at this time. Cassandra put in for it and thankfully she was offered the position.
So, in little over a month after Dillon's diagnosis we were living in Pretoria. We have a nice house with a beautiful yard and pool in a quiet neighborhood. The schools are great and the kids are happy. What else could you want?

An Update: Dillon and Diabetes

I see that it has been over 6 months since I last posted anything on our blog. To be honest it has been a very crazy and hectic time and although I have contemplated posting many times, I haven't really known where to start. The problem is the longer I let it go the more there is to tell so I might as well get started.
I think the best place to start would be on August 10, 2010. That is the day we found out that our son Dillon has Type 1 Diabetes. I took him in to see the doctor because he had been wetting his bed on a nightly basis for over a week. This wasn't like him and he seemed helpless to control it. I figured he had a bladder infection and might need some antibiotics. After a quick blood test we were told his blood sugar was literally off the charts and I needed to get him to the hospital immediately.
Up until that moment my knowledge of Diabetes was very limited. I knew that diabetics need insulin and that they have trouble controlling blood sugar. I also knew that there were two different types of Diabetes but I did not know the difference between them. There is no family history of Diabetes in my or Cassandra's immediate family, so it wasn't something we thought much about.
As you can imagine we have learned quite a bit on the subject.
Dillon has Type 1, formerly known as Juvenile Diabetes. People with Type 1 are incapable of producing insulin in their pancreas any more and are completely dependant on insulin injections. At some point, usually after contracting a virus of some sort, the antibodies that are combating the virus for some unknown reason decide to attack the cells in the pancreas that produce insulin. From the moment that process begins you are a diabetic for life. There is no way to stop the antibodies from completely destroying all the insulin producing cells.
With Type 2 diabetes, the most common form which affect 90% of diabetics, their bodies still produce insulin, but the cells are resistant to taking it in. Often, but not always, type 2 is a result of poor diet, lack of exercise, and/or family history. Many type 2 sufferers can manage or reverse the condition without the need for insulin injections. This is not the case with type 1. Without daily injections of insulin type 1 sufferers cannot survive.
Dillon was in the hospital for 3 days in Gaborone until his blood sugar was relatively stabilized. Then he was transferred to a hospital in Pretoria South Africa. He spent another 3 days there, where the main focus was on him learning how to properly manage his diabetes. He learned to do all of his own injections, and take his blood sugar readings. We also learned a lot about carbohydrates and how to deal with low blood sugar problems.
Dillon now tests his blood sugar and gives himself insulin injections a minimum of 4 times per day. He is coping very well and all of this is now become just part of his daily routine.
As you can imagine Cassandra and I were terribly shaken by the knowledge that our son now has a lifelong condition. As a parent you want to protect and alleviate your child's problems, but this was something we had no control over. The best course of action was for us to learn all we could and help Dillon manage his diabetes properly. What has really made it easier for us is the way Dillon has dealt with it. He has shown us a strength of character and resolve we are so proud of. Seeing him deal with his diabetes so well has helped us realize that he will be OK, and that with proper management he will live a long and healthy life.

Warthog...The Other White Meat

I went out hunting at a farm about an hours drive from Gaborone today.
I went for a walk in the bush and came upon this warthog grazing in an open meadow. I crept up to within 60 yards, and down she went.
I was about a kilometer away from the road, so it was along haul through the bush to get it out of there.

Lions

It has been quite a while since I posted anything on here so I have added a few photos below that give a brief and incomplete summery of some of the happenings around here in the past couple of months. it has been a very busy time for us. I hope to fill in the details at a later date, but for now let's discuss last weekend.

Dillon and I went on a three day camping trip to the Khutse Game Reserve with my friend Matt and his son Jack. Our hopes were to see some lions. As of yet we had not seen any wild lions in our time in Africa. We have been in many areas in which lions are reported to be, but haven't spotted a single one.

Well that all changed last weekend. After a five hour drive we entered an area with a known waterhole, and there they were. A pride of ten lions were sitting around a dead young giraffe that they had killed earlier in the day. Many of them were sitting only a few meters away from the road we were on. What an incredible stroke of luck.

We spent the next three days watching them slowly consume the young giraffe. It wasn't very difficult to keep an eye on them, as the camp site we were assigned was only 300 meters from where they had killed the giraffe. That was a bit nerve racking but at least we knew they weren't hungry. We could hear them at night as we sat around the campfire. I was truly grateful for the rooftop tent.

This is a shot of two of the adolescent lions in the pride.

Cape Town, South Africa

We went down to Cape Town with my Mom and Bill for a short holiday. Here I am sitting on Table Mountain overlooking the city.

Our first visitors

My Mom and Bill were our first visitors to Botswana. We loved having them, and had a great time showing them around.